An alicorn — a creature thought to be myth — is admitted to Whispering Pines General Hospital. The old mare is weak and nears her final breath, but she has one last story to tell...

There is a reason foals are born with a fear of the dark.

Two hours was all it took for Canterlot to fall. Two hours for a new nation to emerge from the ashes: a nation quarantined. Nothing remains but a dark continent of monsters and those left behind that flee the terrors in the night.

In the end, they called me Monster. If only they knew of the danger we had worked so hard to prevent from consuming us. Of the marvel we had foolishly built to protect us — of the Crystal Empire. —S

Sweet Dreams, LLP—The number one dream therapy center of Canterlot, operating under a Limited Liability to Princess clause. If you're lucky, they might just accept your insurance. Dr. "L" has the dream cure you need.

Juniper has twenty-two minutes of air left to find Starswirl's lost time spell. It will not be enough.

When the fires burn out, and everypony is gone, all we have to leave behind are our soft woes.

Their chariot shined like silver, roared like thunder, and blew fire hotter than dragons' breath. And everypony knew the day had finally arrived. The Goddesses had returned. But everypony had forgotten why the Goddesses had left them...

We all have that one pony in our lives. Somepony to watch over us. The one who is always there for us.

Luna just wants a piece of cake.

Listen here and you will find, the stories told were all but lies. – A short poem.